I: I Know I was Gone for Too Long…
One whole month.
That's how long this particular mission took me. I felt a tiny bit of guilt at not telling him I was going, but I brushed it aside.
Looking back, I realized I really took him for granted.
I expected him to just fly into my open arms, gushing about how much he missed me and all the other mushy crap. Boy, was I wrong.
When I found him in the hallway and called out to him, his reaction was like a kick in the stomach.
"R-Rabi?" was his initial, soft reply.
"I'm back," I replied, giving him a big grin. When he made no move towards me, I decided to take the initiative. I stepped towards him and began to encircle my arms around his slender waist.
He pushed me away.
I gave him a mock-hurt look. I tried again, and he shied away. "What gives?" I said. "It's me." He turned those greyish-purple eyes on me; they were filled with a mixture of anger and sorrow. "You know how an old, unused water-skin bursts when you suddenly fill it with a lot of water?" His voice was shaking. I didn't see where he was getting with this "water-skin" thing, so I raised my eyebrow. "You can't just…disappear for one goddamned month and then come back thinking I'll act as if nothing ever happened!" He lowered his gaze. "You didn't even say anything to me…" Oh so that's what it was about, eh? He was hurt because I didn't tell him I was going away!
Big deal, I thought. Wrong again.
"Oh is that why?" I asked. "Can't we just kiss and make up?" I gave him a smirk. "You think it's that easy!?" He yelled. I flinched at the sudden outburst; geez, he must be really pissed off with me. There was an awkward silence for a few seconds, before he ran past me down the corridor.
"…Allen!"
My only response was the echoing sound of footsteps fading down the corridor. Fading…fading from me.